Monday, December 31, 2012
I have had an issue with sleeping for years. I started taking Tylenol PM two years ago and continue to take one each night to aid in my sleep. I have recently taken great pains in my nighttime routines to help me fall into a blissful, all night sleep with the hopes of dropping the Tylenol PM from my routine.
I wrote in my journal to purge myself of the day, I had a decaf, Tazo Rest cup of tea, I did five relaxing yoga poses, made sure the bedroom was nice and dark and at a perfect temperature and laid down. I had no problem falling asleep but alas, sleep was to evade me that evening. DH came busting in to look for something for our son. It wouldn't have been so bad but he had to speak to me which completely roused me from my slumber. Cut the scene to a couple of hours later, all is quiet in the house, I am back asleep and my dog, Robin, who snuggles right next to me jumps off the bed. She is not completely potty trained so I immediately woke up, and ran after her to take her outside. After I ran all over the second floor looking for her, (she's black so hard to see in the dark), I caught her without waking anybody. Bonus - I did manage to get a good cardio workout. I took the little booger outside after I put my shoes on, jacket and located a flashlight. I have to go outside with her because she is small enough for an owl or bobcat to carry off so I stand out with her being hyper-alert with a flashlight shining in all the trees and housetops all while trying to stay as close to her as possible. Mind you, it is 33 degrees out so after my cardio burst and the cold weather - I am WIDE AWAKE.
SPOILER ALERT - the next part is not for the squeamish. Unfortunately, she has diahrrea so as we come back into the house, I notice a horrible aroma about her. I realize she got poop on her fur so I take her up to the shower to clean her off. I had to turn the water on warm, grab the shower head and put her butt up to it - all while trying not to get too drenched. I managed to spray my face completely (thank goodness there were no chunks flying at me at the time). She is whining and wiggling, scratching the skin off my forearms. Of course, dh is not roused with all the festivities going on. I get her dried off then go back downstairs to get her medicine for her tummy. I have always had somebody else hold her while I put the syringe in her mouth. Of course, nobody else is up because it's 4:00 a.m. so after a solid 5 minutes of wrestling with her, getting all scratched up again, I give up with the medicine. I let her run off into the darkness of the house and go to my computer to read SparkPeople and start my day a little earlier than planned.
So . . . the next night, I do everything I started off with, in addition to letting the family know that I am going to bed and NOBODY is to come into my room unless they are quiet and going to bed themselves. I place Robin in a covered playpen with her blankets. I expected her to whine and bark all night - she was accepting of her fate and I didn't hear a peep from her all night. Nobody popped in to wake me and I slept until my puppy alarm clock woke me up at 4:00 a.m.